I support my wife by farming

Shen Nanzhu was chopping pigweed at the door of her house, and some gossips came to her ears one after another.

Her house happened to be built next to the main road, and there were always two or three people passing by the front and back of the house every day. Such a geographical location made her feel extremely uncomfortable as a social fear.

In the past, when Mrs. Shen was still around, she could have a few words with these passers-by. Now that Mrs. Shen is gone, there are still as many passers-by, but they always look at their house with various expressions in their eyes. Meaningful, more prying and malicious.

"After Mrs. Shen leaves, how will this idiot live in the future?"

"I can't think well, but my little face is still pretty, hehe."

"Women, what's the use of brains, as long as they can have children."

"I'm afraid that the child born will be as stupid as she is."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let this fool hear you."

"So what, she doesn't understand. She's still happy when you call her a fool."

Shen Nanzhu slashed across, and glared fiercely at the two mean-mouthed and wretched men passing by the door.

"Yo yo, look at her still staring at me, hehehe, those little eyes are really touching. If it weren't for the tigress in my family, I would have taken her as a side room..."

"Come on, you, your family is so poor, and if you raise another fool, you may not be able to go to the street to beg for food."

"Hey, don't tell me, those little eyes and face are really greedy. The village chief next door is like guarding against people and thieves. Otherwise, go in and touch his little hands..."

"Hush—the village chief is here, hurry up!"

Nan Zhu looked at the approaching shadow on the ground, raised her head and squinted her eyes to look above her head.

"Pearl, big sun, why did you go outside to chop pigweed? Your grandma is gone, and you have a headache and no one to take care of you. Let's wait until the sun goes down."

Li Shun looked at the little girl squatting on the ground with some headaches. The child was a posthumous child, and his mother died of dystocia when he was born. When he was three years old, he developed a high fever and burned his brain.

People grow bigger and bigger, and their appearance becomes more and more handsome, but it's a pity that their minds have been stuck in the way they were when they were three years old, ignorant.

Even so, Mrs. Shen still took care of her baby pimple all the time, otherwise how could this little fool look so good, with a white and tender face, and although the clothes on his body were patched, they were still clean.

Li Shun looked at Shen Nanzhu carefully, his eyes were black and white, if he hadn't watched her grow up, he wouldn't be able to see that she was a fool for a while.

Shen Nanzhu looks good, now she is fifteen, just as long as she is, her hair is neatly combed, at first glance she looks like a lady raised by some family.

Now that Mrs. Shen is gone, there is no one to protect her, she is afraid that she will spoil those men with malicious intentions in and outside the village.

You have to think of a way, otherwise something big will happen if you go on like this.

"Pearl, don't bask in the sun, you go into the house quickly, it will be bad if you get sick from the sun."

The little fool was in poor health and fell ill every three days, and Mrs. Shen worried about her all year round.

The old couple of Li Shun were also very worried about this, fearing that the old lady would leave and leave the child without knowing what to do.Unexpectedly, it became a prophecy. Now that the old lady has gone, how to arrange Shen Nanzhu has become a big problem.

Shen Nanzhu watched the figure of the village chief disappear into the corner of the wall, looked up at the sun above him, patted his head, got up and entered the house.

After entering the house, Shen Nanzhu didn't look stupid at all. She quickly picked up the farm tools lying in the corner, arranged them one by one, and then picked up the broom to clean up the not very dirty ground. net.

The small pot on the stove is steaming, and the stewed radish has a sweet smell.

Going further into the inner room, the room was neatly tidied up, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and the clothes were hung up by category.

A dark red skirt hanging on the bed was particularly out of place with other clothes.

The whole house is more neat and tidy than when Mrs. Shen was there.

Shen Nanzhu closed the door and lay on old lady Shen's favorite rocking chair. With a kick on her foot, the chair rocked back and forth.

At this time, there was a sound of cicadas outside the house, and the sunlight shone in through the gaps in the roof tiles, sprinkling the brilliance all over the place.

Whenever the village chief takes a step further, he will find that the scene inside the house is quite different from what he imagined.

Shen Nanzhu leaned on the recliner and squinted her eyes, but the bizarre events of the past few days were rapidly playing in her mind.

Just a second ago, she was lying on the company's desk and taking a nap, and had a dream in a daze. The dream was a completely strange world.

The land there is barren, the crops in the field are sparse, and there are some fruits hanging on it, which doesn't look like a high yield.

There are about a dozen families in the village, scattered in various directions.

On the ridge of the field, children are playing and playing, and the smoke from the roofs of each house looks peaceful.

Looking at people's clothes, it seems to be in some ancient era.

Immediately after the screen turned, I saw a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old in front of me, walking forward slowly, and carefully looked at the dark red stain on the back of her skirt.

The girl was covering her stomach while walking, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on her head, and she was whimpering incomprehensibly.

Listen carefully, it seems to be calling grandma...

A few words of laughter came from behind, mixed with a burst of whispering and slapstick, it sounded like a group of girls of the same age.

When the girl heard these laughters, she ran forward in panic, even a little panicked.

Unexpectedly, the ground was uneven, the girl suddenly lost her balance, leaned forward, and was about to fall on the road.

Shen Nanzhu panicked, and quickly reached out to help, but unexpectedly, she fell to the ground because of too much force.

His eyes suddenly went dark, and he lost consciousness.

When she woke up and opened her eyes, what she saw was a delicate face with drooping eyes and long eyelashes covering her eyes, making it impossible to see the expression on her face.

When the man saw her wake up, he stood up abruptly, and Shen Nanzhu realized that this man was very tall.

Shen Nanzhu shook her head, thinking that she was still in a dream, but who knew that her head was dizzy, and there seemed to be a slight pain in her head. She raised her hand to touch her head, and a hissing pain came instantly , and then look at the blood on his hands.

Seeing the pain on her face, the man added, "You're also bleeding from below."

Lying on the ground, Shen Nanzhu felt a slight dampness in her lower body, and suddenly felt as if ten thousand mud horses were running wildly in her heart.

She crossed over to the body of the girl in her dream.

In just a short moment, some bits and pieces of memory fragments were also squeezed from all directions, Shen Nanzhu felt a sharp pain in his head, and couldn't help but raised his hand to press his head, but the palm of his hand accidentally pressed on the previous wound , The pain is like a bitter melon.

The man looked at her in pain, showed hesitation, and frowned tightly, as if he was making a decision, and finally squatted down and said: "Are you okay, I'll take you back to your milk. "

The other party's question seemed to touch a certain piece of memory in his mind, and Shen Nanzhu suddenly remembered that when Mrs. Shen went out in the morning, she told her not to run around, and she had to go out to do errands and come back at night.

"Grandma... isn't here, she will come back at night..." Shen Nanzhu stammered.

It was only after the words came out that I found a short sentence, but it seemed very jerky when I uttered it, and the whole mouth seemed to be frozen and inflexible.

Hearing that, the man struggled slightly, and said reluctantly: "If you are willing... I will take you to my house and help you deal with it."

Only then did Shen Nanzhu recover, and carefully looked at the person in front of him.

He is tall and thin, his hair is tied up in the back, his long bangs cover most of his face, his eyebrows are stern, his nose is raised, his chin is slightly pointed, his lips are tightly pursed, there is no smile on his face, and he looks a bit indistinguishable .

She is a beauty, but looks very feminine.

You can't tell if it's a man or a woman by listening to the voice.

There are not many memories in my mind, and they are all scattered, and I can't make up a complete fragment at all.

Shen Nanzhu only felt that this person was a little familiar, as if he had met him once or twice, but he didn't remember who it was.

The man waited for a long time without getting a response, and became a little impatient. He stood up and said in a cool tone: "It's fine if you don't go. I'm leaving. You can ask for blessings."

"Don't go—"

At this moment, Shen Nanzhu already knew that her new body was coming to menstruation, and it was the first time.

Apart from the grandma who is always in my mind now, there seems to be no other person I can trust. The person in front of me seems indifferent, but since he can stop for her for a moment, he should be the kind of person who is cold-eyed and warm-hearted.

Shen Nanzhu was not sure, so she could only analyze it in this way.

She held the man's hand tightly as if she was drowning: "I'll go with you to your house."

His tone was a little hasty, for fear that the person in front of him would leave her behind without saying a word.

Hearing her anxious voice, the man paused when he stepped out, his brows were frowned, as if he was thinking about something, and after about four or five seconds, he turned around and bent down to pull her up from the ground.

What surprised Shen Nanzhu was that she actually took off her coat and wrapped it around her waist to cover the dark red stains on her back.

"Follow!"

A cold and deep voice came, seemingly devoid of emotion.

Hearing the cold voice of the other party, Shen Nanzhu seemed to see the eyelids of the man who turned his back to him but could not compromise, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

She stopped talking nonsense and followed the man obediently.

The girls who were hiding nearby and peeping were relieved to see the two leaving one after the other.

"That Hua Yu is really scary, I feel that if I look at him one more time, I will be hooked out of my soul."

"Little fool actually dared to leave with him, it seems that his life is too long."

"A few days ago, I heard that Hou'erling was haunted by ghosts. Hua Yu is really brave. She dared to live there for so many years by herself."

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't live there. No one dares to take him in. If so many people are killed, whoever gets involved will be unlucky."

"Otherwise, I'm almost 23 and I haven't found a wife yet."

"This Shen Nanzhu is really stupid, he just followed up foolishly."

"Otherwise, how can you be called a fool, hahahahahaha!!" A group of little girls were overjoyed immediately, forgetting the lingering fear just now, and lying on the ground laughing.